"I knew that there were no guarantees.
No way of knowing what came next for me,
for him,
or anybody.
Some things don’t last forever,
but some things do.
Like a good song,
or a good book,
or a good memory you can take out
and unfold in your darkest times,
pressing down the corners
and peering in close,
hoping you still...
recognize the person you see there."
Saturday, April 17, 2010
this Lullaby
Posted by Mi at 6:13 AM
Labels: all about love
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